Friday, March 30, 2007

The day that is Friday (a poem by me)

The final lap of the week beckons,
a rejuvenating call to the tired ones,
exhausted from the earlier laps!
Morning begins with a tone of optimism,
everyone teeming with energy,
even the strictest starts practicing leniency.
Afternoon arrives with more fanfare,
long discussions of weekend plans permeate the air,
bachelors plan their brief getaways,
parents contemplate on their next family trip,
kids await in anticipation.
Evening comes with a flourish of activity,
with lifts full during knock-off hours,
voluminous traffic jamming up the freeways,
almost as if a race has begun.
Comes nightfall, a premature start to the weekend!
Pubs, entertainment joints and nightspots,
spark to life during the gallivanting hours.
Time flies during moments of pleasure,
the next week’s beginning lying in the corner,
but we can hopefully look ahead,
keeping next Friday’s arrival in our sights!

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